Larry Oneshots

Your Crazy, My Insane

Summary: Louis gets broken out of his prison by his lover.

Warning: This oneshot has indirect mentions of death and inhumane thoughts and actions.

This relationship is based off of Joker and Harley Quinn. Some lines from Suicide Squad are used and I do not own them or the characters.

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A soft melody played throughout the hollow room. It reached the ears of the very selected few placed in front of the gate upon gates.

And don't tell me what to do.

A single figure twirled gracefully in the center of the room on a rope of silk.

Don't tell me what to say.

The humming was muted down to a soft hue under the loud clangs and buzzing that sounded.

And please, when I go out with you,

The clicks of guns echoed from around the room as a group quickly surrounded the cage standing in the middle.

Don't put me on display 'cause,

One voice spoke over the others and one pair of heavy footsteps edged closer before they stopped.

You don't own me.

"You gonna come down from there or what?"

The figure craned his head over to look at the man in full body armor and smiled. He then let out a manic giggle and slid down onto the cement floor slowly.

"Yeah," The man chuckled. "Look at you."

He skipped his way over to the thick bars and wrapped his small hands around them, staring at the man on the other side with a wide grin.

The man tutted. "You know the rules, hotness. You gotta keep off these bars."

"These bars?" The small figure licked a long stripe over the metal pole defiantly.

"Oh." The armored man laughed, playing along. The patient on the other side joined in before abruptly stopping.

"You're kind of in a lot of trouble upstairs, you know."

"Hm. You gonna come in here and tell me that? Or are you to scared?" With no response, he looked deeply into the man's eyes, leaning his face against the bars. "C'mon I'm bored. I'm bored. Play with me." He whined, voice becoming hard while his face formed a scowl.

"You put five of my guards in the hospital, honey. No one is going to play with you. You sleep on the ground."

His lip twitched with distaste, and he rubbed against the bars. "I sleep when I want, where I want, with who I want."

"I'm sure a special someone wouldn't love to hear that." The man let out a deep laugh at the growl he received. "My god, I love you, Louis." He spoke under his breath.

The man spoke into his radio, but through the distraction, Louis didn't hear the words, "Light him up" before a harsh shock rocked through his palms until it shot through his body and sent his small form flying back to the center of the cage.

The shock sent his mind into a series of memories of all the electric shock torture he'd been put through. In a blind rage he stood back up from the cement floor, letting out an ear piercing scream as he ran directly towards the bars where he smacked straight into them. His vision going black.

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When he awoke, he was moving. Shaking. Cracking his eyes open, his senses came back to him and he felt the tight straps against various parts of his body. Hearing the stomping around him, over fifty guards had to have been surrounding him, walking in sync, covering both the ground in front of him and behind him. He smiled as much as the straps on his face would allow.

All for me? How sweet. Such a shame.

His mind began to play a soft melody once more.

Don't try to change me in any way.

The footsteps moved along, no one faltering in the slightest.

You don't own me.

The men specifically placed around him were receiving messages through their encrypted radios, and they urged everyone to move faster.

Don't tie me down 'cause I'd never stay.

But as the alarms started blaring, the guards loaded their weapons and fell out of position in order to keep up with the rushed transfer.

I don't tell you what to do.

He couldn't hear the start of the gunfire over his humming, but as his chair shook over the rough ground before rolling away on its own, he smirked to himself.

I don't tell you what to say.

He could sense the panic. The fear. He could practically smell the life being drained.

So just let me be myself.

And then everything stopped. It became silent.

That's all I ask of you.

He didn't need to peel his eyes open when he felt the wet hand cup his cheek.

Lips already curling, they pulled into a crazed grin.

"Hey, sweetums."

His straps were cut off, and in the next moment he was jumping onto the lean body. Grabbing and scratching at any layer of skin he could reach, growls leaving his mouth.

Large hands gripped his ass and pulled his body further into the other.

"Mm." They moaned together, feeling.

It was only for a few more seconds until they pulled apart, foreheads coming together as they breathed into each other's mouth.

"Ready to raise hell?"

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I know my oneshots have been a little on the crazy, darker side lately, and I apologize haha. I'm working on some softer, fluffy ones, promise.

Thoughts?

Until next time, larry lovers!

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